Chapter 7 #3
Capturing my mouth in a heated kiss, he grabbed my cheeks and swung his leg around mine, straddling my hips. His tongue slipped inside my mouth, penetrating me. With a groan, he rocked his hips, rubbing his hard cock against the bottom of my stomach through our clothes.
I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer as I lowered on the couch.
It was sudden, but so hot. I thrust, seeking pressure and friction on my lengthening cock.
We’d shattered the friend zone, and I didn’t give a fuck.
As I gripped his flexing ass cheek with one hand, I slipped my hand into the back of his shorts, fingering his crack. Was he a bottom, a top, or verse?
With a whimper, he left my mouth and panted against my cheek. “Oh, fuck.” Nibbling along my chin, he reached inside my shorts and tugged my cock. “Need you.”
“What do you need, Colton?” I pushed my finger deeper into his crack and then pushed against his hole. “Do you—?”
“No…can’t.” He crawled off the couch, between my legs, and then freed my leaking cock. “Can I give you a blow job?” As he peeked up at me, his lips were red and swollen, and his cheeks flushed.
“Only if I can do it to you afterward.” I threaded my fingers through his thick brown hair. It was so silky. “And only if you undress first.” Was I devious? Maybe. But I wanted to see him this time, and who knew when I’d have another opportunity?
“Uh, what?” Breathless, he stroked my dick and rubbed his thumb across the tip, spreading my precum.
“Oh, damn.” As pleasure rolled through me, my mouth dropped open. Nothing could distract me. “You heard me. Undress.”
With his heated gaze locked on mine, he unbuttoned his polo and lifted it over his head, then threw it to the floor.
His smooth chest was lean but muscled, and the faint lines of his stomach muscles showed above his shorts. “Like what you see?”
With a curt nod, I said, “Yes, very much.” Fisting my cock, I gave it lazy strokes, letting tension build in my gut. “The shorts.”
He rose, unfastened his shorts and dropped them along with his briefs to his ankles, and then kicked them off. “Still like what you see?”
His cock bobbed in front of me, on the slender side like he was, but still long.
My mouth watered, and I leaned forward. “What if I suck you off first?” Wrapping my hand around the root, I flicked my tongue at his slit.
“Oh my God, Tex.” He groaned and slapped his hands on the back of my head, stepping closer and rocking his hips. “Please…I need it.”
As sensation rushed to a dangerous edge, I freed my dick. I’d almost come just from his reaction. What would he be like in bed? Unlocking him would be so fun. “You’re amazing, Colton. So fucking sexy.” I plunged my mouth over him and fluttered my tongue along his shaft.
He bent over, planting a hand on my shoulder, gasping. “Yes, fuck yes.” His face tensed.
Pumping his dick with my mouth, I rolled his balls in one hand and swallowed over the head.
His cock jumped in my mouth and precum spread across my lapping tongue. He was close. This would be over way too soon.
As he trembled, he thrust his hips and fucked my mouth.
I milked him, sucking hard and licked his glans. It wouldn’t be long now. My balls ached and dick jerked and dribbled precum each time he gasped.
With sharp moans, his cock grew stiffer and then spilled inside me, shooting his cum to the back of my throat. “Fuck, oh fuck.” His body shuddered and knees buckled, but he caught himself.
I swallowed it all down, staying on him until the last shock of his climax subsided. As I left his cock with a slurp, I peeked at him. “You good?”
He panted, his hair mussed and eyes dazed. “Very good.” He fell to his knees, fisted my cock and devoured me whole.
“Oh, sweet Jesus.” I bucked as pleasure swarmed my insides, flowing to every nerve ending and curling my toes.
I thought he’d give it a minute, but no.
Grabbing the back of his head, I pushed while rocking my hips.
Damn, he was a pro at this. How much dick had he sucked?
He certainly wasn’t as innocent as he looked.
Heat pricked my chest. Don’t think about that.
He hummed while his head bobbed, the wet heat of his mouth sliding over me, while he dipped his fingers around my balls and pulled on them.
I watched him work me as sensation swelled inside me, cresting to the point of no return. “Oh, fuck, coming, Colton.” He needed to pull off now or swallow. My thighs shook as the skin pebbled.
Staying on me, he groaned and fisted his dick, giving it quick strokes.
When had he gotten hard again? It was too much. As a wave of pleasure wrapped me in release, I let go, clutching his hair and thrusting into his willing mouth. “Oh fuck, so good,” I rasped as my balls shot my load deep into his throat, again and again.
His brows tensed, and as he moaned, he swallowed my cum.
As my climax waned, he pulled off me and rose to his knees, his hand still working quickly on his swollen cock. “Fuck…Tex,” he gritted out as cum spurted onto his fingers and the floor. As he calmed, he bent over, resting his forehead against my thigh. “I’m…I’m sorry.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. We’re two consenting adults.” I leaned forward and grabbed him by the armpits. “Come up here. Let’s get you cleaned up.” This required a conversation.
Hanging his head, he fell onto the couch next to me. “I’m sticky and naked.”
“Yes, you are.” With a chuckle, I stuffed my half-hard cock into my shorts. Hell, I could probably go again now too after witnessing that. Hopping off the couch, I wet a paper towel at the sink and returned to sit beside him again.
He grabbed for the paper towel.
“No, let me.” I pulled the towel away and then took his hand, wiping it. When his hand was clean, I wiped the cum from his groin and then the floor before setting the towel on the coffee table. “There.”
“Why are you doing this?” He slumped on the couch, his spent dick lying across his thigh.
“Because I’m a nice guy? Because I…like you?” I picked up his polo and shimmied it down his body as he leaned forward. He clearly liked me too. Dante’s call had threatened him. I was no psychologist, but I wasn’t stupid.
He stood for a moment and lifted his briefs and shorts up his legs, then dropped back onto the couch with a huff. “I lost control.”
What was his issue with control? “Yeah? But it was hot as hell.” I threaded my fingers into the side of his hair, resting my palm against his cheek. “Colton, look at me.”
His gaze meandered to mine. “What?”
“You enjoyed what we did just now as much as me, right?” What if he said no? My heart stuttered.
He nodded, and then his forehead wrinkled. With his voice cracking, he said, “I don’t know what it is about you. I can’t help it.”
“Then don’t. Let it be. I’m not complaining here.
” Malik’s words rumbled through my head.
“We can take this slow. We can be friends with benefits if it makes you feel better.” All I knew was that I’d take him any way I could have him.
Fucking hell, wasn’t this what Malik and Grey were doing? No, it was different.
With a ragged exhale, he scrubbed his face.
“Hey, come here.” Hooking my arm around his neck, I pulled him against my chest. I wouldn’t let him feel bad about this. “It’s okay to let go with me. I won’t judge you, I promise.”
“I know. I think that’s one reason I do it.” He melted against me, burying his face in my neck. In a soft voice, he said, “Plus, it’s because I like you too.”
My heart about jumped out of my chest. Had I heard him right? “Yeah? Good.” I kissed his head. “Would you do me a favor, though?”
Lifting his head, his stunning green gaze met mine. “Sure.”
“Check out the services at the LGBTQ help center. See what they offer. It might surprise you how much it helps to talk to the right person.” I swallowed hard. Was I saying this gently enough? “I mean, you can always talk to me, but I’m not a professional, you know?”
He nodded slowly. “I’ll take that into consideration.
” As he straightened, he said, “Please don’t tell anyone about this.
I’m still your tutor and the academic support director would fire me at best.” He toyed with the hem of his polo shirt.
“I enjoy tutoring students, and I don’t want to lose that. ”
“I won’t tell a soul, Colton. I promise.” Squeezing his forearm, I said, “But I mean it. I’m here for whatever you need.”
“Thank you.” With a sniffle, he fell back onto the couch. “Damn, I haven’t come that hard in a long time.”